Traditional Values
By Randall Austin
PART TWENTY-FIVE
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In the early morning, after a kiss which got both Steven and Martin very excited, and after which Steven rushed off because he was late for work, Martin got up, opened the curtains to his bedroom, sat back down on his bed, and pondered his erection.
As Martin thought of his sons locked in their bedroom, and how he looked forward to seeing them in a few moments, he handled his erection without stroking. It was strange to him that he was not more worried about the situation with himself and Barbara. But as it was, Martin was preoccupied with two things; the new relationship he had formed with his brother and with his sons.
He loved the way his sons were behaving with their yes sirs' and no sirs', and how they submitted to him the way sons should ideally submit to their fathers. Martin looked at the calendar and saw that the boys had only six more days at home. He would miss them once they were picked up by the Maple Valley Resort and Casino handlers, and taken into service. Having his sons indentured thrilled him both as a father because he knew his sons would be, in a sense, protected from harm for the next six years; and it thrilled him in a new fashion, in a way he was only first discovering; he liked having servants around.
Hal was due to arrive soon to tend to overseer duties with the boys, but Martin wished that Steven and he, instead of Hal, could spend the day tending the boys.
When Hal did arrive, earlier than usual because he wanted to show Martin the way the Europeans conducted a formal morning servant inspection, he thought Martin was looking more relaxed than he had ever seen him. Hal asked Martin if he wanted him to take care of the punishments the boys had coming. In the previous couple of days all three of the boys had been spotted by one another committing various minor infractions, which they all dutifully reported to their father, and it was reckoning time. Hal was pleased to hear Martin's response, "No, Steven is coming over this evening and I think it's time I step in and take care of such matters on my own. Thanks to you, I now feel comfortable doing my duty as a disciplinarian."
When Martin called Barbara's sister, Karen Bledsoe, to find out if Barbara had spent the night there, Karen had a message for Martin. "She is here, she does not wish to speak to you now, she will contact you when she is ready, and Flora will be staying with us for the next couple of days! You may call back later in the day to see if there are any updates." Martin shuddered at the word `update', as he thought of Barbara's crafty lawyer sister; the same sister whose lawsuit against Steven's son, Jason, was the deciding factor in the judge's decision to sentence Jason to a term of criminal indenturement.
Martin felt that the morning inspection routine (the European method) which Hal led him and the boys through didn't add anything dramatically new in terms of controlling the boys, and seemed, if anything, rather pointless and odd. It was the standard morning line up with a few extra bits added here and there; having the boys get into various display poses, such as arms straight up, muscle flex stance, and squat poses; and having the boys open their mouths in order to feel up their tongues and teeth. It made Martin begin to wonder if he really needed to be spending any more money employing Hal as a trainer to both his boys in service and to himself as an overseer.
Perhaps because of the servant brothers' new sexual familiarity with each other, all three boys were certainly in good spirits during the inspection, as they tried to up each other in the obedience department. "Yes sirs" and "No sirs" were to be heard loudly and firmly from each of the boys every time Hal or Martin made a request. Comments of encouragement from the boys to each other flowed freely as well. Alban told Quince he was an ace obeyer', and Quince exhorted his brothers at one point with "Misbehaving ain't cool, dudes!", and another time said, "We're all on the straight and narrow' now, so let's make sure we all help one another to stay there!"
In training, social servants are taught that being a servant is in many ways like being a soldier. Soldiers all have to do certain things at certain times, and they are not ashamed of it; soldiers are on very strict schedules of bed time, wakeup, exercise, drills, and work, and they are not ashamed of it. Indeed, men doing things together as soldiers makes them feel, if anything, more macho, manly, and studly. And Bradley, too, was feeling a new exhilaration, and with it was gone his tendency to balk when ordered to do something. When he lined up with his brothers after their showers for their European inspection he felt for the first time like a real useful man; a man whose entire body could be put to good service for the benefit of others. He was no longer just some college kid, like millions of others. Bradley knew he was special now. He knew he had to fight to keep old thoughts at bay, but if he kept them away he saw that being a servant could be kind of fun, like being some kind of soldier, being part of some special services team. It would actually feel good to Bradley when he would just let go and act like his brothers were acting.
And when he finally decided to get into the spirit of social service by joining his brothers in encouraging each other, he was doubly rewarded; not only did encouraging each other feel strangely good, but when he saw the smiles on the faces of his father and Hal when he participated, he felt motivated and inspired to outdo his brothers. When he said, "Come on Alban, stand up nice and tall now, and stick out your chest, so dad can be really proud of all of us!", not only were his father and Hal pleased, but his younger brothers seemed to take nourishment from their oldest brother's encouragement.
Steven commented, "That is the way it should be; the older servant encouraging the younger servants. Beautiful job, Bradley!"
The morning naked inspection proved to Hal that all three of Martin Forestman's sons had finally lost their free boy inhibitions, and had come to the point where they could let their dicks waggle free in social servant abandonment.
Because Barbara and Flora were absent, Hal suggested that it would be a good time for the boys to remain nude for the rest of the morning as part of what is called servant's `familial' training. Martin readily agreed, and, to Martin's delight, his naked sons seemed like babies again, in a good way. Innocent and trusting. And as the boys prepared breakfast, Martin couldn't take his eyes off of the boys as they fairly cavorted about the kitchen. Hal, too, enjoyed watching the three boys as they served breakfast and got comfortable in full service display mode.
All three boys were genuinely grateful to Hal when he offered behavior tips, and such was their eagerness to please, that when, at the breakfast table, Hal said he needed more coffee, all three of the boys leapt up to get it.
If the boys would fall into patterns of horseplay, and their dad would chide them with, "Okay boys, let's not have any horseplay, you're social servants now.", the boys were pleased to be reminded of their special status.
As the boys cleaned up after breakfast, Martin noted how the boys would freely and affectionately pat or touch each other as they made their way about the work area. He almost envied their servant boy `freedom'. Their new lack of inhibition about such things as being nude or touching each other was a sign to Martin that a period of servitude could only be a good thing for a young man. Martin shook his head in astonishment, "You boys are just so wonderful. I can't tell you how uniquely happy I am. I am going to miss you so much when they take you away."
Hal offered a suggestion, "Martin, maybe you should consider getting a servant of your own. That way you wouldn't miss the boys so much once they're taken away. Nothing expensive like these boys, but an older gentleman servant might be nice for you to have around. Now that you have developed your skills as an overseer, it would be a shame not to be able to use them." Martin nodded his interest to Hal's suggestion.
After breakfast Martin handed out copies of the daily chore list to his sons. As the boys studied the list the doorbell rang. Martin answered the door, and was pleased and surprised to see that it was Jeremy Rickers accompanied by a young man. Martin invited everyone into the living room, and started the introductions, "Boys, you all will remember Jeremy Rickers." Jeremy did his introduction, "This is Chip Cousins, our newest overseer out at Maple Valley Resort and Casino. Chip used to work for us as a hospitality worker. But he quit that, took the county's Social Services Trainer Course, and graduated with a top record. Since he did such a good job for us as a hospitality worker, had such a good rapport with the servants, my dad decided to hire him as an overseer. I was just showing him around a bit. We were in the area and I wanted him to see our three newest obeyers." Jeremy pointed the three boys out by name but didn't give any time for the boys and Chip to exchange pleasantries. "They're going to be delivered to us in just six days."
Chip, tall and comfortable looking in his khakis, dress shirt, loafers, and expensive haircut, smiled, "Great looking servants!"
Hal explained that the boys were naked as part of their training. Jeremy said, "Bradley, I'm glad to see that you're looking more comfortable with your nudity now than you were when I was out here last week!"
Bradley thanked Jeremy, but Jeremy sort of ignored Bradley's response as he started to apologize to Martin, "I'm sorry to drop in unannounced like this, but since we were in the area..."
Martin cut him off, "No need to apologize. After all, you own the boys now. Please do whatever you have to do." Martin then ordered Bradley to get them some coffee, but Jeremy stopped him, "We can't stay. We have to get back to the Resort because today is `clipping' day. We clip, shave, wash, hose, and spank all of the rollerboys every week on this day."
Martin wondered, "Which boys get spanked. The ones with demerits?"
Jeremy answered, "No. On grooming day all of the rollerboys get spanked. We use old-fashioned hairbrushes on them. They really sting. The servants don't have to take a spanking, but accepting a weekly spanking is part of the requirement for being a member of certain rollerboy clubs. Boys who don't accept the weekly pro-forma spanking are denied membership in the masturbation club, the gourmet club, and the recreation club."
"It's a standard thing for organizations to have a mandatory weekly spanking policy for servants. It's actually been shown that mandatory punishment policies increase camaraderie among servants and overseers. What makes Maple Valley unique is that we reward our servants for their participation by letting them join some of the elite rollerboy clubs."
Hal asked about the logistics of spanking 80 rollerboys. Jeremy answered, "We have our free-person hospitality workers do the hair-brushings. All of our free person employees have a state handler's certificate, and that allows them to deliver certain types of physical discipline if they are in the presence of licensed overseers. It's quite a sight! In the maintenance classes we have for our servants we teach them that it is good for them to holler, scream, and cry during punishment, because it makes punishment easier to bear, and it has a good psychological effect on them. About 14 of our rollerboys have opted out of the weekly mandatory punishment program, so that leaves about 65 boys in need of spankings. We bring in about 65 free employees into the grooming room, give them hairbrushes, and they get to work. It's quite a sight and sound; almost 70 naked rollerboys bawling their heads off like little babies. And we let the free boys go at those servant behinds with the hairbrushes for quite a while. The free boys really enjoy it and it has a really nice feeling about it, for everyone involved. And I mean that. It bonds all of us out at Maple Valley: servants, employees, and overseers."
Jeremy noticed the servants looking somewhat concerned, so he tried to cheer them up, "You know what. I really don't like to talk about this technical stuff because it makes it sound like Maple Valley is some horrible place, when in fact it is a great place to serve. All work places have rules and regulations, but talking about them can make a work environment sound harsher than it really is. Once you boys get settled in and meet the other rollerboys you'll see how happy they all are."
Jeremy's words seemed to comfort the boys, and they began to relax.
For Bradley the presence of Jeremy and his indifferent behavior towards him was not nearly as traumatic to him as it was during his last visit, but it was sobering. Bradley, as part of his required reading, had been reading the chapter in the State Manual for Social Servants on familial bonding and conditioning. It was an enlightening chapter for Bradley. It stated that one thing that the institution of social servitude did was legalize the caste system. The chapter explained to servants that they should not take it personally if some people tended to treat servants as if they were in a caste different from their own as free persons. What servants needed to do was to be faithful to and support, respect, and bond, with members of their own caste; that is, with social servants. In fact for Bradley, being seen naked by Jeremy along with his bare servant brothers, made it, ironically, easier for him to face Jeremy. Being bare and standing in a row with his brothers meant he had no hope whatsoever of hiding his condition of servitude from his former lover, so there was no reason to even begin to pretend he was anything else or to deny it. He couldn't be any more exposed than he already was, so there was no longer anything to be embarrassed about.
Chip asked Jeremy why Bradley wasn't ear, nipple, snout, and cock ringed like his brothers. "His dad wanted to go easy on him at first because of his home training. But once we get him out to the resort, we'll get him ringed and prettied up, and looking like all the other rollerboys."
Hal asked if the rings were just for looks. Jeremy answered, "Not only for looks. They're practical too. We use a lot of soft discipline over at Maple Valley; things like locking misbehavers to the wall by their nose, nipple and cock rings if they should use inappropriate language. Or, if we catch them touching their genitals outside of the masturbation club meeting, we attach a one-foot light caliper chain from their nose ring to their cock ring, so they can meditate for several hours on the thing they seem to be so in love with."
Chip interjected, "You know how servants are trying to jack all of the time. They just can't keep their hands away from their cocks." Chip gave a look to Jeremy and they smiled at each other.
Jeremy continued, "Just keeping misbehavers chained so that they have to remain totally immobile for a couple of hours gets them back on track and ready to please. It's just as effective as the harder discipline methods, and is the preferred route. Of course, if an infraction occurs of the type that needs immediate correction while a boy is on roller duty, and we need him working on the floor, then we have no choice but to take him aside, administer hard discipline, and send him back to service. Soft discipline is time consuming, so we only use it on the boys when they are on their off-duty periods."
When Chip commented that Martin's sons were all good looking, Jeremy agreed and commanded, "Why don't you boys turn around so Chip can get a look at the rest of you!" The boys turned, and Chip said, "Wow, some pretty nice behinds!"
Jeremy nodded in agreement, and added, "They have to have great behinds to get chosen as rollerboys. It's what the ladies want!"
Jeremy thanked the boys for showing them their behinds, and then said that he and Chip had to get back to Maple Valley for `clipping' day. Jeremy was glad he and Chip stopped in to visit, and smiled broadly, "Just think, next week at this time you three obeyers will also be heading for the grooming room to get clipped, shaved, hosed, washed, and spanked!" When Steven arrived a little after 5 PM, Martin took him into his office, locked the door, and the brothers playfully kissed. Steven asked if Hal had left for the day and Martin told him he had, and that Hal would no longer be working with the boys. "He did a good job. Taught me and the boys a lot. But I feel I can handle every situation that comes up now. Hal's final task will be babysitting the boys when I leave for Miami tomorrow, but I'll be back within 48 hours."
Martin poured two glasses of sherry, and gave one to Steven. As they sat on the couch, Martin explained his marital situation; "I just got off the phone for the second time today with Barbara's sister, Karen. Barbara won't speak to me. Karen told me that Barbara does not want the boys to know that we are having difficulties. She and I both feel that there is no reason to let the boys know anything right now, since things could be stressful enough for them once they start their terms of service at Maple Valley. But we are going to keep up appearances. Barbara and Flora are coming tomorrow morning and we are all going to the portrait studio for family portraits. Then later in the day, when I leave for Miami, she and Flora will stay here with Hal and the boys until I return the following day. Then on Saturday she wants the boys and me to attend the "Obeyers' Ball" with her, Flora, and Timothy Witherspoon. And she wants us to be here and together as a family when the Maple Valley contract handlers come on Monday to pick up the boys."
Steven shook his head in sympathy. "It's tough on Claire and me too. Ever since Jason was indentured she has been sort of backing away from me." Martin put an arm around Steven, "Hang in there, buddy." Steven replied, "You too, big guy!" They set down their glasses, embraced, and kissed for a long time. After a while, when they were quite worked up, Martin pulled away and quietly asked, "Are you going to help me deal with the boys' punishments?"
Steven nodded, "I got your phone message. I've been looking forward to it all day. It really feels good helping to guide my own nephews. I've been thinking about it. Punishing a servant, if it's done in love, is almost a sacred event. I guess I feel that way is because it is a hard thing to do. But someone has got to do it. I have always known it was a special event because, as difficult as it can be, if it is done with a real desire to correct, it feels good. You have this feeling inside of you that runs through you, it gets you warm inside, and it is telling you, `You are doing good. You are helping this person'."
Martin and Steven both reached for their sherry, and Martin responded, "I know. Once I finally accepted that that strangely satisfying feeling I was having when I'd see my boys get punished was actually born out of my love for them, I could accept it as a sign that it was indeed a good thing for servants to be punished when they needed it."
Both men, holding their glasses, resumed kissing each other.
At 7 PM, after Martin and Steven had gone through almost two bottles of sherry, and were feeling very much in love with each other, they gathered the boys and themselves in Martin's office. Steven indicated for the boys to sit on the couch that faced the desk, and Steven pulled up a chair for himself next to Martin behind the desk. The boys were ordered to be fully dressed for the somewhat formal occasion, so that included uniforms along with their sailor caps. The three servant neck collars were very noticeable on the boys as they sat side by side on the couch in their collarless shirts.
Whether because of his love for his nephews, or because of his sherry intake, Steven gushed, "gawdamn, you boys are good looking! You all look simply awesome in those uniforms!"
The boys sat up, aware that their uncle's speech was slightly slurred, but proud, nonetheless, of his compliments.
Martin, wanting to keep the tone more formal, spoke, "Well, you boys know why you're here. You are special people now, and as special people you are held to some very high standards. And when those standards aren't met, you have to face the music. This is all a part of being a social servant; admitting your shortcomings, and accepting the consequences."
The boys looked at each other sheepishly. Steven and Martin, deliciously inebriated, drank in the servants' gentle submissiveness as their balls danced in their sacks. Martin spoke, "Alban you broke a dinner plate. Accidents happen. But why are you going to be punished now?"
"Sir, because I just cleaned it up, but didn't report it to you."
"That's right son. So why don't you stand up now and take off your sandals and pants." Alban stood and removed the items, leaving him clad in only his sailor boy collarless shirt and cap.
Martin addressed Quince, "You're here for two reasons young man. Would you please tell Uncle Steven what they are!"
"Sir, I got a snack from the refrigerator without asking permission, and I fell asleep on the hammock during my duty period."
Martin instructed him to stand next to Alban and remove his sandals and pants as well.
Martin asked Bradley why he was due for punishment, "Sir, I bad mouthed Mr. Patton."
Martin asked Bradley to tell everyone what he said about Mr. Patton. "Sir, I called him an `asshole'." Martin asked if he still felt that way. "Sir, I do not like the way he treats his servant, but I do not think he is an asshole, and I am very sorry for saying that."
Martin spoke, "Bradley, as you know you also have a five minute spanking due as part of your ongoing punishment for accusing two free persons in an inappropriate manner, so what I am going to do is deliver that spanking to you while you are fitted with a punishment bra and a scrotal `hog'. So I want you to stand next to your brothers and remove all of your clothing except for your cap."
Martin addressed Quince and Alban, "Uncle Steven is going to give each of you a two minute over-the-knee reformatory strapping, while I take care of Bradley. I could, of course, let all of this go. But I believe it is best that you face here at home exactly the same kind of punishments you can expect to receive for such infractions when you are in service. I want to get you boys on the right path, and help you stay on it."
All three boys thanked their father, and Quince, as usual, was the first to exhort his brothers, "I want to take whatever punishment I have coming so that I can be a better servant." Alban added, "I do too, and I want to please you, Dad." Martin told his sons that they couldn't begin to comprehend how much they pleased him.
When Bradley was naked except for his cap, and his brothers bare from the waist down, Martin told them to stand still and tall. "Okay boys, it's reckoning time. I want you to think about the things you did that have earned you this punishment, and to ask yourselves what steps you can take in the future to make sure you don't repeat such offenses.
Martin took the punishment bra, a foot wide band of canvas-like material embedded with plasti-nettles on one side, and fitted it around Bradley's chest. He buckled it on as Bradley winced and squirmed. Martin then grasped Bradley's hairless balls and put them into a pouch made of thick plastic film. At the opening of the pouch, which fitted about the uppermost part of the scrotum just below the penis, was a small dial that Martin turned to tighten and secure the pouch. As the dial turned it also bunched up the sack and caused it to tighten around the balls. When it was tight enough and pinching the balls so that Bradley screamed "OWWW, Dad!" Martin stopped turning the dial.
Martin then pulled Bradley over his lap and began spanking him, just as Steven was taking Alban over his lap to begin his two minute strapping.
As Quince watched his older and younger brother wiggle, holler, and rut, as they got their spanking and strapping, he could sense that his dad and uncle really loved them. It was comforting being cared for in such a way. He thought his brothers looked like babies as they kicked and screamed, but he knew that, in a way, they really were babies now; but in a good way. Being new to social service, they were newborn, so to speak, to servitude. He was taught in training to be like a baby, innocent and trusting, and to let go of self-consciousness. When he did let go, he felt good. And he also didn't care that he was erecting as he watched his brothers get it. When it was his turn to go over his uncle's knee, Quince was almost eager for the strapping to begin, so that he could show his dad, uncle, and brothers, that he was a prime, dutiful, servant, willing to submit to the punishment he deserved.
Once Alban's strapping was over he began to appreciate it for the special moment that it was. Everyone knew that servants, like Binky, get spanked all the time. But no one except government workers and rich people, who own servants, ever actually gets to see a real servant punishment session, and everyone wants to see one. Alban felt like he was center stage at a momentous event. Almost like he was a star. He knew that the punishments being delivered at his house to him and his brothers were just like the punishments being given to servants and slaves all over the country. Punishments were a part of social servant/slavery culture. And Alban was, now, an insider in that culture. He was present, and would be present, to such cultural events on a regular basis from now on.
When Bradley's punishment was over, and his punishment bra and scrotal hog were removed, and all three brothers were standing around sniffling and rubbing their behinds with their erections bobbing in social servant abandon, Martin and Steven patted each other on the back. They knew for certain the boys were controlled servants now, and they loved the boys for it and told them so. And the boys loved hearing it. When Quince said with conviction, "I never want to be naughty again", and Alban followed him with "Same here. I want dad to be so proud of me!", Martin encouraged the boys to not be so hard on themselves. "You boys are human and there will be more mistakes made, and they will be followed by the proper punishments. But that's okay. Punishments are not meant to tell you that you are bad people; you are not; but to encourage you to be true to the good person you really are so that you can be proud of yourselves."
Such words of love and encouragement from their dad made the penises of all three servants firm up in pride. Martin told the three little naked obeyer babies that they could put their uniforms back on and that they were on their free time until bedtime. When the boys were out of the room the men first stood, and their erections were now apparent to each other. Steven and Martin patted each other on the back and complimented the other on being a good disciplinarian. Martin commented, "What's so beautiful about punishment is that it's a good thing, and now my boys know it's a good thing!"